Good heavens! can that my mother be?
MARTHA (peering through the blind)
'Tis a strange gentleman, I see.
Come in!
[MEPHISTOPHELES enters.]
MEPHISTOPHELES
I've ventur'd to intrude today.
Ladies, excuse the liberty, I pray.
[He steps back respectfully before MARGARET.]
After dame Martha Schwerdtlein I inquire!
MARTHA
'Tis I. Pray what have you to say to me?